September

     By September things were in a settled rut at the rehab.  In fact she'd stopped really even going to the sad little events they put on.  Like karaoke night.  

     There were a few minor sickness scares.  Food or bug, never knew which.  She was herself in a lot of regard.  The 6:30 smoking group.  It was actually 6:40 but you had to arrive 5 min early so the door keeper could arrive 5 min late.

     There was Mickey.  Large guy.  He'd been in some sort of accident and couldn't walk.  He was hoping to recover.  In fact he had a vision.  He'd met Jesus who said he could go back but he would have to learn to walk again.  So he chose to come back.  Me?  I would've clocked out right then and there.  

"Are you saying I got IN!!!!"  

     I wouldn't take the chance of blowing it by coming back.  But the world isn't me huh?

     A new one was a kid named Joe, he'd been in a motorcycle accident.  High energy.  He was there because of the centers with gym's this was the one that allowed smoking.  This apparently is a huge draw.  

     He and my sister got along quite well.  Their rooms were not far.  It was nice to see her make friends.  In fact she had called me at work one day.  She was outside with him, he'd gotten one of those radio controlled cars.  They were having a blast.

     Astro.  Here was someone on oxygen.  Yes part of the smoking group.  Looked to be late 50's or early 60's.  Mumbled at times.  But also a nice person.  I wouldn't find out why he was there for quite some time.

     Ellen came that month I think.  She and my sister would become very close.  In fact I stay in touch with her.  We'll get to tales there later.  Eventually she would not be allowed to smoke anymore. She's only one lung.  And she passed out from smoking in the area.

     I mean there were other side characters.  But this was the core group really. Hopefully I'll remember the names I've given them.